dalc:
ejaculate into the anal cavity of my enimies;
lacerated extrimities,
divinity coagulated in intervals of infinity,
the mosaics of the cuts adorning your anantomy intricately,
inlaid and portrayed alongside the murderous instincts displayed,
conveyed in the extensions of false redemption,
convulse whilst comprehesion is apprehended,
perdition revealed and complemented by sadistic characetristics,
blood running through severed veins;pessimistic existence,
fundamentalistic statistics of the tole of death are infernal,
eternal souls put to rest,neural networks impaled by the quill,
my programming is to kill exhaled angelic saviors and seal,
the path that hath been exalted before the eyes of rath,
demise,aftermath,decay,flies,displays of savage lingusitcs and math,
imperialistic in nature;
The perverse verses of curse that disperse and converse with you,
mental fabric torn as scorn adorns a deformed look consuming morn,
the fucking bullshit only motivates and creates hate,
generates debates that incenerate contemplated fate,
dont argue with the complexity or my destiny will violate and break,
dillipidated mental state is summoned at my calling of allegory,
my exploratory oratory is a phonistery of observatory,
purgatory emerges in a story made to purge the depictions of logic,
contradicitons are chronic,your metaphors are simply extinct,
pay attention to the transcended comprehension in my style and think,
octarine in my iris,a simple glance dances amongst your statled look,
a literary bitch;dont play by the book,never have,so when i bust watch,
you simply mistook saying i babble nonscense,just interpret,
i emit with wit knowledgeable bars more astrological then star systems,
and this isnt dissin,
just and informative composisiton of syllabel sound repitition.
Noncentz the last of his class.... like I had detention/.
My intensions/are to bust your shit...a black eye
Fallowed by a punch line is just an extension.
For a grip now you had it to easy...these heavens/
Call that flowing? Man I could spit better dehydrated
And wheezing while dry heaving. You aint on top...
You’d be lucky to break even. If not flop.... half of you
Is either biting or teething.
Coming at me like you rap with a purpose
When your styles useless/you rap bitches...
If I knocked you up you'd be leaven with bruises.
Say what you want to none of you can compare me/
And couldn’t drop a single if you were getting married.
I been where your at that’s fact... and even through
Trials I never settled/you fagots think this a game play
On you want you'll never reach my level.
I been warned you im a "cocky fuck" like having
12 inches penetrate/face it you fake/
Or turn your back on your fate...defy destiny...
I’ll sue you for sampling trying to be my remake.
Spitting a shot and busting one is the same when
It comes bucking sleepers/the only difference is I
Could drown the rounds from your 9 millimeters
In 9 milliliters.
So how bad do you want it im like 9 yr old pussy
Im that tight/on mics/but your rhymes are beginning week...
Like Saturday midnight.
Dissing me is a gamble but if thin you can hit lotto then bet...
A hard knocks vet/you couldn’t get the best of me on a box set.
Im varicose vein and a narcissist/while you couldn’t spit flames
If you gave brains to an arsonist so why do you persist?
Most of you believing a lie... thinking you fly...only if you high
That’s why I don’t just rip weak emcees I rip whoever
Influenced them to try.
You may have an (A) flow but that aint its grade bro
You aint a G and wouldn’t move a UNIT pushing bricks of YAYO
(But im ill cousin) if you say so.... you a hole.
Don’t make me start busting you'll be leaving with a concussion.
I aint broke or from the soviet union but I start bum Russian...
Any of you lame fucks acting hard when you don’t even sound
Right when u cussing.
Me and DALC that’s right two emcees with appetites
Staying hungry beefing on mic instigating fistfights.
Spitting with intensity ill with delivery
Retire...? I would pass the torch to the statue of liberty.
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Originally Posted by DALC
